Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Max stepped out of the Tower of Truth in complete silence, yet the moment he emerged, the entire world felt different. He inhaled once, and the breath carried with it the taste of countless Divine Rank auras gathering far beyond the horizon.

They were impossible to miss now. From the shores of the Lost Continent, an ocean of powerful energy pulsed like a heartbeat, steady and enormous, radiating urgency through the land.

Max felt it instantly. That concentration of strength could only mean one thing. The time had come. The unsealing of Mark’s second soul—an action that would alter the fate of Acaris—was about to begin.

Lucien stood waiting at the base of the Tower as though he had sensed the precise moment Max would appear. His expression was calm, but there was tension coiled behind his eyes. He studied Max for a heartbeat before speaking. ”You are here.”

Max walked toward him, his steps light but his aura deep enough to make the surrounding air tremble. ”It seems the demons are also curious,” he said. ”They sensed how many Divine Rank experts came to the Lower Domain. Their presence is scattered around the perimeter, hidden but unmistakable. They are watching.”

Lucien nodded with a thoughtful look. ”It would be strange if the demons did nothing. A mass gathering of humanity’s strongest inside the Lower Domain will definitely make them restless. They will act one way or another.” His gaze shifted to Max again, sharper this time, lingering as though analyzing something subtle.

”But you,” Lucien said quietly, ”you seem different compared to three months ago.”

Max lifted a shoulder in a casual gesture. ”Do I?”

It was clear he had no intention of explaining anything. He simply pretended not to notice the weight behind Lucien’s observation.

Yet Lucien continued watching him, and his eyes gradually narrowed. Something about Max’s presence tugged at his instincts. It was not his energy or physical strength. It was something deeper, something that existed beneath the surface.

A faint pressure, subtle yet undeniable. It caressed the world in a way that did not belong to mortals.

’This aura... it was not here three months ago,’ Lucien thought. Back then, Max had been powerful, terrifying even, but he had still felt grounded in the limits of the world.

Now he radiated something entirely different. A faint sense of dominion shimmered around him, silent yet oppressive, as though he was resonating with the same forbidden realm that only two other beings had touched.

Lucien had only ever felt this sensation from Freya and Mark.

A rare feeling. A presence shaped by law rather than cultivation. A step toward something that the world itself could not offer.

And now Max carried that same presence.

Lucien’s gaze sharpened further, carrying both awe and unease.

’Three months... and he grew to this degree.’

He did not speak the rest aloud, but the thought sank heavily into his heart. Max’s progress had already exceeded the boundaries of what should be possible in a broken world like Acaris. Even Lucien, a world-blessed genius who defied mortality, could sense that Max had changed in ways most beings could never understand.

And that realization left Lucien with only one conclusion:

Max Voidwalker had stepped into a realm of comprehension or strength that only the most terrifying figures in history had ever reached.

”Should we begin?” Max asked quietly.

Lucien shook his head. ”The others must be notified first.”

Max nodded once. In the next instant, both of them shifted through space and appeared on the broad coastline where nearly every major human leader had gathered. The moment they materialized, dozens of Divine Rank auras stiffened in recognition.

The leaders of the Four God Nation stepped forward, followed immediately by Lady Divine, President William, Emperor Hermes, the enigmatic master of the Obsidian Order, and every remaining leader of the Seven Overlord Forces.

Alexander Draconis, the Azure Dragon God Nation’s leader, was the first to speak. His eyes widened slightly as he looked at Max. ”You can bypass the curse of the Lost Continent as well?”

His words drew the attention of every leader present. Many of them held deep respect for Lucien’s ability to ignore the curse, but seeing Max standing unharmed within the perimeter of the Lost Continent was something else entirely. They stared openly, waiting for his answer.

Max offered a calm smile. ”I received an authority from the Tower of Truth during the time I was still in the Expert Rank. The tower deemed my performance worthy and granted me certain privileges. Entering the Lost Continent happens to be one of them.”

A wave of understanding swept through the leaders. They had all heard stories about the Tower of Truth granting special authorities to only the most exceptional of geniuses. It was a rare blessing, one that could not be forced or earned through political status. Only true potential, tested under the tower’s absolute judgement, could grant such privileges.

Max receiving such an authority made perfect sense to them.

Lucien said. ”The demons are here as well. They are hiding beyond the perimeter of the continent. Their presence is faint but unmistakable. They are watching everything we do.”

A ripple of tension passed through the small crowd of leaders. They had already sensed the presence of the demons. Even though none of the demons had revealed themselves, everyone here understood that the shadows holding their silence were more dangerous than any open battlefield.

Lucien continued, ”They have not made any moves yet. But they will, sooner or later. For now, Max and I will enter the Tower of Truth and unseal the second part of Mark’s soul. Everything depends on how smoothly this goes.”

Aden, the leader of the Phoenix God Nation, stepped forward. ”You two go ahead,” he said, his tone carried with steady resolve rather than haste. ”We will safeguard the Lower Domain. If the demons attempt anything here, we will handle it. And if they dare to cause chaos in the Middle Domain during this moment, a much larger surprise is waiting for them there.”

His confidence was not empty bravado, and everyone present knew it.